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Sunday, July 30, 2017

In these times of material darkness, on the lip of the fall into a nova force transitioning of The Apocalypse, I'd like to do a reversal on that singular quote by the inimitable George Orwell; “in a time of universal deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act.” Let us say also, “in a time of universal deceit, people can often no longer tell if they are lying or not.”

There is a reason why so many people live in deceiving mindsets and and on deceptive terms. I could link together trends of generational change from one to the next but... one example should serve and if it doesn't then we will add more. Let's look at the 80's when the 'me factor' came into full bloom. This was the age of Wall Street excess. This was the time when traders went to the Four Seasons and other places and snorted coke off their table and ordered $2000.00 bottles of wine for lunch, just because they could. Conspicuous Excess was the name of the game. That is where it began to surface in visible form. Sure, the bankers and their parasite associates have been at it for a long while; the Federal Reserve act of 1913 comes to mind. Then there was the banker orchestrated Great Depression of 1929. These two events are directly linked.

Mark Taibbi who is one of the better writers on the subject has had a lot to say. This is a more recent example of the continuing and ongoing corruptions of the type.

But I digress... it was during the aforementioned time of the 80s. The ensuing generations became indoctrinated into the 'me first, you later maybe' mindset. In a way you could say that the size of the population has a lot to do with it. The more people there are the harder it is to know who you are and to stand out as an individual in any significant way. It accounts for the billions of tattoos that turn people into graffiti billboards so they look like the other millions of human billboards. I know it is subjective but these tattoos look terrible and now they are tattooing their faces. It accounts for the millions of piercings and ever and ever more bizarre sexual expressions because the undeveloped human ego has no way to present itself as itself, never even bothering to look inward and find itself where it actually is. It accounts for all the angry people waving signs under the direction of their paymaster George Soros and his demonic kin. The future does not look good for a large number of people. The fierce magnetism of material attraction is like moths to a candle flame. It is a suicidal insanity. It is prima facie evident. The first impression is right. It may lack in details but those come upon reflection.

Recently I have been under attack by one of the multitude of New Age types who never have a problem talking about something they have no familiarity with at all. The comments section here shows the progression of our interaction. Right off the bat I will admit that I probably didn't handle it as well as I could have. Then it went into personal attack mode on her part because she thought I was attacking her blog which I did not do but people don't read very carefully. I had only seen her blog briefly (winding up there by accident) so I went by to take a deeper look. Maybe I could understand what it is that motivates someone to launch this kind of diatribe where nothing has anything to do with the original subject and that was the presumption that all of professional football was fixed, which I disagreed with. Then I was accused of something that, like everything else in the exchange, is never made clear, about Zen Gardner. Then I got an email saying she has confused me with someone else. It's been painful to watch and experience. You know how it is when you get into a back and forth with someone and the truth proves to be unimportant to the exchange? It becomes utterly futile. Anyway, I went to her site and at the top of the page on the right is a “quote” from, 'higher self'. Then you go to the bottom on the right and you see some kind of channeled Q&A; it isn't clear who is involved in the exchange and then you go to the bottom and you see the About Me section and it all becomes clear.

Like thousands before her in the New Age Matrix she has now created something that will save us all; “To answer this need I developed EmoAlchemy - a variation of the ancient mystery school teachings. Like the alchemy of old which involved the transmutation of base metals into gold, taking full advantage of the current Ascension offerings requires the turning of base emotional states into (the gold of) higher frequency ones. It means constantly reviewing, releasing and integrating imbalanced parts of yourself in order to have a physically-successful effect on your biology, subsequently 'awakening' your dormant DNA. And part of what we're needing to survive Earth's rising frequencies at this time.” From this I intuited that it was going to develop into 'business as usual'. Sadly I was right, cause I then found this in the profile, “Because I can't help Self alone, I'm offering a range of services to this effect. This includes one-on-one counsellings, readings and group work. My spare time is spent: Developing my two decades long unfinished novel, improving my photographic skills and escaping on travel assignments. Still waiting to be commissioned on interplanetary/Inner Earth assignments, though :-) My motto of the moment: 'I'm considered perfectly sane - on my home planet of Sirius B'!” Yes, there's a map of the hollow Earth at the bottom of the page too.

At the top of the page you find the term, “Weekly Pearl of Wisdom” referring to her own statements. On the whole it paints a pretty clear impression of what has become ubiquitous in this field of endeavor. Here is the whole problem with the new age. They remove God from the equation and replace God with themselves. This has never worked and it never will work and it brings me full circle to the 80's and the viral madness of the time and how it has continued to go on and on and there can be no good end to all of this. It can make one despair for what seems to lie ahead. Today I saw a fake news poll by the Zionist owned and run Reuters news service. That's absurd, especially because one of the reasons that Trump did what he did in the first place is because in the military services and in the general public, there is an overwhelming support for taking the tranny-thing out of the military.

Personally I am not selling some latest version of New Age Coca Cola. I'm not selling anything. I'm giving it away like I always do, except for novels (new one due this fall) and music and I give those away too, to anyone who can't afford them through PDF's and thumbdrives, which I either have to take the time for or pay for and put in the mail. I don't mind and I hope I will always have the means to continue in this regard. I've got my flaws and I'm working on them. One of the reasons I publicize things that happen like this latest, is in the hope that some clarity will evolve and maybe people will get a clue about what they are really up to. The chances are slim because people have become so programmed in defense of their self interest that anything which throws a light on their enterprises pushes them into full false self defense mode. It is becoming increasingly clear to me that it is pointless to reason with certain people and even more pointless to argue with them. No matter how precisely you delineate to people the fallacies in their position and their lack of facts, they just weasel off in another direction and never address the actual issue that is under discussion. How do you make sense to someone who claims to channel one of the hardest working men in invisible show bidness, The Count De St. Germain?

To get someone to see what they are up to you have to be able to bypass their investment in the false self they have constructed to give themselves validity. The problem is that the majority of their investment is in this segment of fabricated self. If it gets removed they don't know who they are and if it gets bypassed they think you are talking to someone else. I went looking for channeling St Germain for a fee. Man! Where does he find the time? Here is a problem I have and it is a real problem. I haven't been able to find or fake the patience and tolerance necessary for me to be understanding of these people. I have a real problem with defrauding people for money under spiritual pretenses. I wish I were wiser or more evolved and the fact is that I am not.

I'm thinking maybe I should stop writing these blog entries for awhile. I've been putting up one a day now for awhile, with the occasional lapse and I'm thinking they are less appreciated in volume. It looks that way anyway. If I just put up something every couple of weeks or once a month, maybe that is better all around. This way I can finish my other project a great deal quicker too. I'm mentioning this in case you don't see me for awhile. If I don't measure what I do against the level of interest involved then I am a fool.

Perhaps this is the right time to make a general announcement, if you are a proponent of the new age it is probably a good idea for us not to have anything to do with each other, our values, ideas and aspirations are far too dissimilar to result in anything useful between us. In this location the emphasis is on the ineffable, not on ourselves. In this location we believe that we are mere servants and have no interest in being anything else. In this location we would prefer to keep the focus on the one who makes it all possible in the first place. We're not interested in much else except in passing; like a curiosity held up to the light and considered for a brief space of time with the caveat, “isn't that interesting.” after which we put it down where we found it and forget about it. Only the ineffable holds any importance for us here. Temporary things like football season are just that; occasional amusements that have their moment and then fade into a deserved obscurity. We mean no censure and no ill toward any other living thing. We are just trying to find our way in this world on our way to another. Nothing that goes on here has any meaning for us unless it has to do with that process. There's no getting around talking about everything under the sun at one point or another here but to presume that any of it have more than a transitory or relative importance would be a mistake. It's all a dream. One day we will awaken, some of us sooner than others.

At some point the ineffable will gather all creation back into itself and go into a state of rest until the time comes to expand forth into another series of dramas in which the separate pieces pursue their author and are pursued by their author for the purpose of experience and... ultimately, realization. It's all a strange love affair that spans very impressive lengths of time. May good fortune attend you all on your way.

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Well, I appreciate your daily blog, and put your links on my blog without fail; not to mention one of my political forums. I'm working more now, so I won't always have the time to comment, or if I do; it will be a 'Like' or a 'Nostrils up', or something, but hey. My boss of the job that is harder on me, twice as far away and pays less per hour is in the process of getting me to quit my other seasonal job, granting me more hours, leftovers, and nose pets; so it's all good.

And yes, I love this post along with all the others I've read over the past couple of days where I was too preoccupied to comment.

I feel sorry for wannabe "channelers" of a so-called "St. Germain". Have they no clue just how passe and redundant that claim is? Bonus Idiot points for mentioning Sirius. You have The St. Germain Foundation on one hand and Elizabeth Clare Prophet on the other. Then there's Geoffrey and Linda Hoppe and the "Crimson Circle" who claim to channel "Adamus Saint Germain". The "Adamus" bit probably inhibits claims of copyright infringement from the aforementioned channelers of "St. Germain".

My self-centered comment would be I find solace and security in your posts. The more the merrier. You need to nurture the source of your writing, so if it's best for you to post less often, that's fine with me.

Thanks Vis for all of your time and observations on the zeitgeist.As a longtime visitor and appreciator of your blogs I understand your consideration of potential temporary absence.Put up or shut up both being positive choices given the flurry of idiocy attendant to these times.All I will say is thank you for your multifaceted take on the world amid it's current multivarious expressions.May God bless and preserve us all from evil.

This whole dissident movement on the internet makes me wanna puke. It's championed by sedentary wanking eunuchs of the ballsless variety, and subtlely led by jews. They're straining at gnats after swallowing the camel. They take them by the penis head and they're own narcissism and lead them off a cliff (and yes I've held up the mirror). This is a commandment: Mat 7:5 Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother's eye.Been there, done that. 2 Ti 3:13 But evil men and seducers shall wax worse and worse, deceiving, and being deceived.They're of that lazy self lover's school that knocking down somehow teeters them up. It's the most disrespectful unappreciation.Watching the end of the Broncos v Jaguars superbowl, I saw those Bronco defenders on the sideline benches just huffing and puffing, and coming back out to play tougher than before. To their dying breath and no matter the pain. You don't do that for money, but for personal satisfaction. My job is physical and I wouldn't have it any other way, but there have been times I thought "I don't wanna do this anymore". It hurt too much. $20 a minute wouldn't have been enough. I'm discovering priceless rewards for bearing it and even revelling in it. I can sure sympathize with those guys. The teams of such lowball character, willing to take a bribe, will volunteer to be forever mediocre and occupy the cellar. There are lots of dynamics to it, besides that. I agree with you that these bloggers are actually promoting hopelessness and faithlessness in the character of people. To leave a comment on most of the dissident blogs out there is to sully and ridicule the message. They're silly assholes just showing off for eachother.Your commentors are just such vapid and watery people, always twisting the issue to be about them and their precious enlightenment and growth. Jerking off and getting a cheap nut are blessed by the scribes ruling the media, as they always have : 1 chr 2:55 " And the families of the scribes which dwelt at Jabez; the Tirathites, the Shimeathites, and Suchathites. These are the Kenites that came of Hemath, the father of the house of Rechab." Tirathites = loud speech, heard everywhere. Shimeathites are monopolists. Suchathites are censors. Rechab is a rider. Those aren't family names, but functions of the phonies calling themselves jews. It's imperative to their survival that they control what's popularly accepted as normal. Sound like the mainstream media and the alternate mainstream media too? Same blueprint that works so well. Blog commentors have adopted instant gratification as a right. It's just too obvious by their undisciplined yaps.A commenter of yours left a comment and a link about beating porn addiction some short time ago and left a link to a site with the testimonials. As fate would have it, I had been withholding my sperm for 8 months when I looked that site over and I can tell you it's true. That seed has some metaphysical magic that you shouldn't be painting the walls with. You become more of a man and more masculine. Women like the way you admire them. You're more open and friendly with them. Masculinity isn't a bunch of macho shit. When the feminists see you, they get embarrassed, like you just walked in on them naked. It's no wonder those scribes promote splattering the walls with your sperm. There's power in not doing that, that I've only begun to discover. It puts a guy in command, while the jerkoffs can only DEmand.Hey KarenDeut 22:29 Then the man that lay with her shall give unto the damsel's father fifty shekels of silver, and she shall be his wife; because he hath humbled her, he may not put her away all his days.

Mark 10 7:12: says, ‘For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh.’ So they are no longer two, but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let man not separate.”When they were back inside the house, the disciples asked Jesus about this matter. So He told them, “Whoever divorces his wife and marries another woman commits adultery against her.…And if a woman divorces her husband and marries another man, she commits adultery.”…'

There are many times I could have left my husband over the years, rightfully so, and still been a child of God, because of the things which he had done, but with 5 children one has to think of much more than just one's self. I stayed with my husband and am glad today that I did, because it was with him that I came to the knowledge of the glory of God. God chose to bring my husband and I together to travel this journey we are on. Without my husband I would not be who I am today. My husband has humbled me in ways you cannot possibly even begin to imagine. All I know is that I owe a debt of gratitude to my Man. He is far from perfect but he has put up with me and for that he deserves a wife who will not only love him, but one that will take his back when the shit hits the fan.

'Or do you not know that the unrighteous will not inherit the kingdom of God? Do not be deceived: neither the sexually immoral, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor men who practice homosexuality, nor thieves, nor the greedy, nor drunkards, nor revilers, nor swindlers will inherit the kingdom of God.' ( (1 Corinthians 6:9-10)

As for your choice to focus purely on the Divine and the journey we are here to undertake, and cut yourself free from those who would otherwise distract you, who could argue with wisdom such as this :o).

I love you very much Vis and if I have caused you grief on our journey here together you have my deepest and sincerest apologies. It was never my wish to cause you heartache. Having said that people such as you and me are not unaccustomed to difficulty, it is the nature of the path we have chosen.

I don't know how to thank you enough for allowing me all the freedom here you have given me, except to tell you that this is where God guided me to humiliate and humble myself. Please look after your self Vis, I shall hold you in my thoughts often, and it will always be with love.

Don't let an interaction with a new-age, middle earth orc (I’d say troll but it destroys the reference) be the reasoning behind your decision, but, take whatever time you need. My own blog is collecting cobwebs for a variety of reasons but none of these have to do with the comments section.

Whatever you decide, it's fine by me. Your posts collect in my news reader and I'll read them as they become available.

I heard historian and researcher Charles Giuliani talk of The Count of St-Germain in one of his radio broadcasts long ago so I asked him to tell me which broadcast contained that discussion about St-Germain. He sent me a text file instead so I thought I'd post an extract here. If you want the whole file, Les (or someone else), I could perhaps email it to Les or something.

Bye,

Voltman

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Amongst other things, St. Germain was quite the exaggerated story teller. It was all part of his display of pomp to amuse and entertain, in order to distract people from the real games he was up to, which we’ll discuss later.

To give an idea of the type of antics he engaged in, Giacomo Casanova, an Italian adventurer and author, described in his memoirs several meetings with St. Germain, whom he described as the “celebrated and learned impostor.”

Of his first meeting, in Paris, in 1757, he wrote:

“The most enjoyable dinner I had was with Madame de Robert Gergi, who came with the famous adventurer, known by the name of the Count de St. Germain. This individual, instead of eating, talked from the beginning of the meal to the end, and I followed his example in one respect as I did not eat, but listened to him with the greatest attention. It may safely be said that, as a conversationalist, he was unequaled.

“St. Germain gave himself out for a marvel and always aimed at exciting amazement, which he often succeeded in doing. He was scholar, linguist, musician, and chemist, good–looking, and a perfect ladies’ man. For a while he gave them paints and cosmetics; he flattered them, not that he would make them young again (which he modestly confessed was beyond him) but that their beauty would be preserved by means of a wash which, he said, cost him a lot of money, but which he gave away freely.

“He had contrived to gain the favor of Madame de Pompadour, who had spoken about him to the king, for whom he had made a laboratory, in which the monarch––a martyr to boredom––tried to find a little pleasure or distraction, at all events, by making dyes. The king had given him a suite of rooms at Chambord, and a hundred thousand francs for the construction of a laboratory, and according to St. Germain the dyes discovered by the king would have a materially beneficial influence on the quality of French fabrics.

“This extraordinary man, intended by nature to be the king of impostors and quacks, would say in an easy, assured manner that he was three hundred years old, that he knew the secret of the Universal Medicine, that he possessed a mastery over nature, that he could melt diamonds, professing himself capable of forming, out of ten or twelve small diamonds, one large one of the finest water without any loss of weight. All this, he said, was a mere trifle to him. Notwithstanding his boastings, his bare–faced lies, and his manifold eccentricities, I cannot say I thought him offensive. In spite of my knowledge of what he was and in spite of my own feelings, I thought him an astonishing man as he was always astonishing me.”

Of course, despite his reputation as a charlatan, of which I am familiar, there is also a strong indication that he was something more than that. He warned Marie Antoinette and the members of the aristocracy and royal court about the dangers coming and told them to book. It is reputed that Marie Antoinette saw him from the cart as she was being drawn to Madame Le Guillotine. Some number of more fantastic events have been attributed to him by witnesses and he is spoken well of by some of the more astute and erudite occult historians. Casanova was a serious rake and mountebank on his own.

I wasn't there, so far as I can recall, though I've been given intimations about certain associations I have with the French and American Revolution; much more so the American one and I lived in Paris for 4 years as a child and was in France on many occasions during my recent sojourn in Europe and France lives in me after a fashion. Fuck! This isn't about me. My point is, I can't speak to the truth of St. Germain... there are all kinds of tales and I am familiar with those. What I can say that the idea that these new age frauds are channeling them is bullshit.

The daily blogs are too much for my personal comfort. It turns reading/watching you into a game of catch up. I prefer to take my time with you. To read and breathe you in deeply, chewing slowly. It also helps the commenters to comment. To have a conversation with you. We can all more fully participate with you if your blogs have a couple/few days in between postings. But that's just me. Your mileage (and preferences) may vary.

Thank you Mr. Visible. Everything you do in every way that you do it is greatly appreciated here.

Yes, David, I get that. Intuitively that all came to me in a flash the other day. You know, I write from a kind of conferred inspiration and I can just sit down at any time and the faucet is on full blast. It's been like that for awhile now. I noticed that the level of comments had gone way down and I suspected there was just too much information for the reader. Meanwhile it is all the ineffable. It always is. He's so interwoven with my life, so right there all the time that it gets to where I can't see the forest for the trees and I have to step back so that I can see what's right in front of me and more importantly, right inside of me. So now I'm wailing away on the new novel which is what I have wanted to do in the first place for awhile now and the music, of course. I'm playing all the time now when I'm not writing the book. Thanks for the input and confirming what I had been made aware of.

We'll get a post out now and again. Hopefully the work is appreciated enough to justify doing it. It seems so. On and on like the sea, eh?

Yes, we Davids tend to see it the same way.I struggle to keep up the the ineffable's flood pouring through you.Perhaps, the exchange was a reminder for you not to let yourself be drawn in.Nice to see that you still have a few things making you human...

I'm still out here in the Dust, struggling though my own test, and I will appreciate whatever you feel moved to post.

I find myself checking every day to see if there's a new posting. I'm good with whatever you decide, but please do consider that there's people out there who do look forward to your insights and commentary on the events of the day. Perhaps consider the possibility that you're filling a role along the lines of being "the Ineffable's journalist" and that you're helping people to see what is going on around them through a very different lens as compared to the views generally promoted in the mass media.

I gotta agree with dave1010, Mr. Visible. I might prefer to chew slowly, but when it's time to turn all the faucets on full blast and go hog wild with the output, I'm all on board for whatever roller coaster ride the ineffable deems necessary.

Anyone who makes a statement like "all football is fixed" immediately disqualifies themselves as having any capacity for discernment between real and unreal; and should be summarily mocked, then dismissed.

From what I can see, your only mistake was validating said person's reaction to your right action with a reply. Oh well, nobody is perfect (though TB12 is close)

I just finished your novel, The Darkening Splendor of an Unknown World

I had the book in my space for a long time unread, mainly because, like most of us, I unconsciously shy away from taking in any experiences which might over pressure my life vessel and burst my bubble!

When reading in particular, have you noticed the effect where we must inhabit the consciousness and mindset of the author, at least long enough to decode the imagined world behind the words?

In the case of Les Visible, I grok his consciousness but acknowledge that the ideas and insights being served up are much more profound than the pedestrian fare from media designed for somnambulating through life!

One more lesson to master: don’t procrastinate having experiences which change you for the better out of fear or resistance! Lean into any fear and move through the illusion, always toward the implicate order which generates the Maya machine.

Such an easy and compelling read that I read it in one day off! So timely too, as I needed to adopt the protection Alan put on, in a prosaic metaphoric version, to handle what was happening in my life bubble.

Oneness with the One, at all times and places and through all feelings. Our own personal limited perception MUST give way to that of the unbounded One's, to the best of our capabilities!

Having the cake and eating it too! A little action and refreshing diversion from the grim rigidity of our own habitual perception while being immersed in a profound exploration of the humanimal existence, neatly integrated into a world containing some people you wouldn’t mind meeting, entertainment with enlightening intentions!

RIP Ernst Zundel. Cardiac arrest, Aug. 5.RIP Germany. After two years of solitary in Canada, Zundel his deported against his will to Germany. Germany subsequently declares Zundel a "flight risk" which forces him to stay against his will in a country that didn't want him in the first place. And is if that wasn't enough, he is then forced to spend five more years in prison in Germany.